Zazie in the Metro Quotes

“Being or nothing, that is the question. Ascending, descending, coming, going, a man does so much that in the end he disappears.”
― Raymond Queneau, Zazie in the Metro

“Why," he was saying, "why should one not tolerate this life, since so little suffices to deprive one of it? So little brings it into being, so little brightens it, so little blights it, so little bears it away. Otherwise, who would tolerate the blows of fate and the humiliations of a successful career, the swindling of grocers, the prices of butchers, the water of milkmen, the irritation of parents, the fury of teachers, the bawling of sergeant-majors, the turpitude of the beasts, the lamentations of the dead-beats, the silence of infinite space, the smell of cauliflower or the passivity of the wooden horses on a merry-g0-round, were it not for his knowledge that the bad and proliferative behaviour of certain minute cells (gesture) or the trajectory of a bullet traced by an involuntary, irresponsible, anonymous individual might unexpectedly come and cause all these cares to evaporate into the blue heavens.”
― Raymond Queneau, Zazie in the Metro

“–Alors tu t’es bien amusée ?
–Comme ça.
–T’as vu le métro ?
–Non.
–Alors, qu’est-ce que t’as fait ?
–J’ai vieilli”
― Raymond Queneau, Zazie in the Metro

“-Perché vuoi fare la maestra?
- Per rompere le balle alle bambine, - rispose Zazie.- Quelle che avranno la mia età fra dieci, tra vent'anni, tra cinquant'anni, fra cento anni, fra mille anni. Aver sempre da rompere le balle a qualcuno.”
― Raymond Queneau, Zazie in the Metro

“Being or nothingness, that is the question. Ascending, descending, coming, going, a man does so much that in the end he disappears. A taxi bears him off, a metro carries him away, the Tower doesn't care, nor the Pantheon. Paris is but a dream, Gabriel is but a reverie (a charming one), Zazie the dream of a reverie (or of a nightmare) and all this story the dream of a dream, the reverie of a reverie, scarcely more than the typewritten delirium of an idiotic novelist.”
― Raymond Queneau, Zazie in the Metro

“Дюзадерак і вдова Уменеж уже певний час повільно йшли поряд і навмання і, до того ж, мовчки, коли раптом збагнули, що вже певний час повільно йдуть поряд і навмання і, до того ж, мовчки.”
― Ремон Кено, Zazie in the Metro

“— Snob mon cul, dit Zazie.
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— Gentille mon cul, rétorqua Zazie.
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— Grandes personnes mon cul, répliqua Zazie.
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— Seule mon cul, dit la fillette avec la correction du langage qui lui était habituelle.
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— Politesse mon cul, dit Zazie.
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— Quelle colique que l’egzistence, reprit Madeleine (soupir).
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— Tu causes, tu causes, c’est tout ce que tu sais faire.”
― Raymond Queneau, Zazie in the Metro

“– Tonton Gabriel, dit Zazie paisiblement, tu m'as pas encore espliqué si tu étais un hormosessuel ou pas, primo, et deuzio où t'avais été pêcher toutes les belles choses en langue forestière que tu dégoisais tout à l'heure? Réponds.
– T'en as dla suite dans les idées pour une mouflette, observa Gabriel languissamment.”
― Raymond Queneau, Zazie in the Metro

“There's as many fish in the sea as ever came out of it. Fright though you are, you won't have any trouble in hooking another boy-friend.”
― Raymond Queneau, Zazie in the Metro

“Mais Turandot sort brusquement de son bistrot et, du bas des marches, il lui crie :
"Eh petite, où vas-tu comme ça ?"
Zazie ne lui rèpond pas, elle se contente d'allonger le pas.”
― Raymond Queneau, Zazie in the Metro